Twenty-three years ago, when the Golden Saints were still young, Ling came to this world. In this world, people have become warriors and sacrificed their young lives for their ideals and beliefs.
"Please don't take away our honor as warriors.". Looking at the Sagittarius Golden Saint Cloth that had lost its owner in front of him, Ling sighed.
Former friends died one by one, and everything developed according to its original trajectory. Looking at the gate of the first prison, Ling thought of Shaka's words.
"Death does not mean the end." The holy war has begun, and my friends will meet in the underworld for a common mission.
Inside the Temple of Hades. Facing the noble god, Ling said with trembling lips, "I do." God's punishment came. But for the sake of my former friends, for the most precious person in my life, it doesn't matter if I can't recover from it, at least I can still spend this life with you.